For too long I’ve dreaded aloneness, afraid of feeling forgotten or overlooked. Unwanted. Unloved. I binged and purged on the attention of others and resented them when it wasn’t enough and resented them more when it was too much. 

I’d forgotten what it was like to be apart and on my own. To choose company instead of demanding it and desperately needing it to fill the void I felt in my bones. So frightened of being forgotten that I forgot myself. Life is quiet right now and I feel safe. 


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